John Craigie – 28 chords

[Verse 1]
B7            E            AJim Morrison, Miami County Prison,
                E             B7lookin' out the window at the barbed wire fence
         A               E       A               ESinging "This ain't for me, this rock and roll scene.
  A                 E            B7I should be writing poetry on a farm out in France.
         A                     E         Fm              E"Cause I can't see through the darkness. I can't feel no pain.
      A             E              Fm           ESeems you lose your spark when you achieve your fame.
A                    E       Fm    EI could start it all over, I could escape.
           A    E          B7     EIf I could only make it to twenty eight
           A    E          B7     EIf I could only make it to twenty eight."

[Verse 2]
B7            E                 AJanis Joplin, one foot in the coffin.
A                 E               B7Left that field a-rockin' and she walked on out the door.
            A           E                     A           EShe put her head in her hands, she said "I've given all I can.
A                        E             B7I drain myself for these fans. I ain't never been this dry before.
     A                     E                   Fm               E"But Imma move out of this Chelsea Hotel, stop drinking all the time.
     A               E         Fm               EStop blowin' Leonard Cohen and listening to him whine.
        A         E                 Fm           ECause I know I am beautiful, I will prove it someday.
           A    E          B7     EIf I could only make it to twenty eight.
           A    E          B7     EIf I could only make it to twenty eight."

[Verse 3]
    B7                      E          AAnd Kurt Cobain sat in his shed in the rain,
A               E                  B7stomach full of pain, eyes growin' dark.
             A          E             A                 EHe said "I'm losing control. Ought to move down to San Francisco,
      A                    E         B7light candles at all of my shows and switch to acoustic guitars.
 A          E                        Fm          E"Cause this world don't need no more tension and hate.
        A                E             Fm     ENeeds a reason for these kids to stand up and create.
            A         E                   Fm        EAnd I could pull this trigger, or I could just walk away,
           A    E          B7     Eif I could only make it to twenty eight.
           A    E          B7     EIf I could only make it to twenty eight.
           A    E          B7     EIf I could only make it
           A    E          B7     EIf I could only make it."

[Opt. Verse]
B7               E                AJames M Hendrix, now he’s fallin’ sick
  A                E      B7A dying flame on a wick, watching his fire die
           A              E      A                   EHe said “I want to see my Angel; she’d catch me if I fell.
A                     E          B7I’m living some kinda hell; this world can pass me by”
    A              E                  Fm          E“Or I could make a difference, put an end to this war
     A            E              Fm                 EAnd offer out the peace and love that we all worked for
A          E                   Fm          EI know I’m inventive, and I’ll turn myself straight
           A    E          B7     EIf I could only make it to twenty eight
           A    E          B7     EIf I could only make it to twenty eight.”